Kandie's

Kandies014

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My muscles tensed up as I heard the door open slowly, I placed my other foot into the water and sat up watching the flow of the milky water flow to the front as my movement changed.

"Relax baby" he said in a low voice into my ear I shivered as the hair on my neck stood up as I slowly tilted my head to the side  he His smirk deepened as he pulled back, his hand wrapping firmly around my throat - not choking, but enoug
"You said I wouldn't keep up?" His voice dropped, a dark edge creeping in.
I swallowed hard, my body already aching to be claimed again. "I did."
Without warning, he yanked me up by the throat, water dripping from our skin as he dragged me out of the
"Hands on the wall. Now."
The command sent a pulse straight to my core. I turned, bracing my palms flat against the cold tiles as the
He stepped behind me, his presence overwhelming, his palm sliding up my spine, pressing between my sh
"You like testing me, huh?" he growled, slapping my ass hard enough to make me yelp.
I moaned, the sting blossoming into pure pleasure. "Yes, sir."
He gripped a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back so his lips brushed my ear. "You don't cum unless I sa
"Yes, sir."
His other hand slipped between my thighs, fingers gliding over my soaked pussy, teasing me mercilessly.
"Dripping for me already," he muttered. "Good girl."
Without another word, he slammed into me, deep, hard, relentless. I gasped, my body jolting with the force
He set a brutal pace, each thrust sending sharp slaps echoing off the tile walls, the sound of skin on skin, m
His hand tangled tighter in my hair, yanking my head back so he could hear every cry, every broken gasp.
"Fuck - yes - harder!" I cried, my knees threatening to buckle under the weight of him.
He slapped my ass again, harder this time. "You don't tell me what to do, baby. I own this pussy right now.
He drove into me, the pressure building so fast I was already teetering on the edge.
"Please, sir - can I cum? Please."
"Not yet."
He gripped my throat again, tightening just enough to make my vision pulse, just enough to send heat poo
"You cum when I tell you."
His other hand moved to my clit, rubbing fast, hard, his rhythm cruel and perfect.
"Hold it, baby. I know you can."
I whimpered, shaking, my body clenching around him, desperate, begging, completely under his control.
"Now. Cum for me. Let me feel you."
I shattered instantly, my release crashing through me, my legs trembling, his name pouring from my lips lik
"Good fucking girl," he groaned, slamming into me harder, chasing his own finish. "Take all this dick. Take
He buried himself to the hilt, his cock throbbing as he came deep inside me, his growl vibrating against my
We both collapsed against the shower wall, the hot water washing over us, our breathing ragged, our bodie
His hand softened against my throat, his grip easing as he kissed my shoulder.
"You took that so fucking well," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. "But next time... I'm tying yo
I smiled, breathless, wrecked, but craving more. "I'll hold you to that

His smirk deepened as he pulled back, his hand wrapping firmly around my throat - not choking, but enoug
"You said I wouldn't keep up?" His voice dropped, a dark edge creeping in.
I swallowed hard, my body already aching to be claimed again. "I did."
Without warning, he yanked me up by the throat, water dripping from our skin as he dragged me out of the
"Hands on the wall. Now."
The command sent a pulse straight to my core. I turned, bracing my palms flat against the cold tiles as the
He stepped behind me, his presence overwhelming, his palm sliding up my spine, pressing between my sh
"You like testing me, huh?" he growled, slapping my ass hard enough to make me yelp.
I moaned, the sting blossoming into pure pleasure. "Yes, sir."
He gripped a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back so his lips brushed my ear. "You don't cum unless I sa
"Yes, sir."
His other hand slipped between my thighs, fingers gliding over my soaked pussy, teasing me mercilessly.
"Dripping for me already," he muttered. "Good girl."
Without another word, he slammed into me, deep, hard, relentless. I gasped, my body jolting with the force
He set a brutal pace, each thrust sending sharp slaps echoing off the tile walls, the sound of skin on skin, m
His hand tangled tighter in my hair, yanking my head back so he could hear every cry, every broken gasp.
"Fuck - yes - harder!" I cried, my knees threatening to buckle under the weight of him.
He slapped my ass again, harder this time. "You don't tell me what to do, baby. I own this pussy right now.
He drove into me, the pressure building so fast I was already teetering on the edge.
"Please, sir - can I cum? Please."
"Not yet."
He gripped my throat again, tightening just enough to make my vision pulse, just enough to send heat poo
"You cum when I tell you."
His other hand moved to my clit, rubbing fast, hard, his rhythm cruel and perfect.
"Hold it, baby. I know you can."
I whimpered, shaking, my body clenching around him, desperate, begging, completely under his control.
"Now. Cum for me. Let me feel you."
I shattered instantly, my release crashing through me, my legs trembling, his name pouring from my lips lik
"Good fucking girl," he groaned, slamming into me harder, chasing his own finish. "Take all this dick. Take
He buried himself to the hilt, his cock throbbing as he came deep inside me, his growl vibrating against my
We both collapsed against the shower wall, the hot water washing over us, our breathing ragged, our bodie
His hand softened against my throat, his grip easing as he kissed my shoulder.
"You took that so fucking well," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. "But next time... I'm tying yo
I smiled, breathless, wrecked, but craving more. "I'll hold you to that."
Round Four: When Business Calls
His phone buzzed on the nightstand. Once. Twice. Urgently.
His chest still pressed against my back, his cock still buried inside me, but the sound sliced through the thic
He groaned, reluctant, annoyed. "Stay right here, baby."
I whimpered softly as he pulled out, leaving me aching, raw, empty.
He reached for his phone, his sharp jaw tightening as he scanned the screen. His entire energy shifted.
"Problem?" I asked, still breathless.
He grabbed his gun from the dresser, holstered it under his jacket. "It's business. Family business."
I sat up, still humming from what we'd just done, watching him with wide eyes.
He turned to face me. "I don't usually stay after. But you... you got under my skin."
"Does that mean I'm special?" I teased.
He walked over, gripping my chin between his fingers. "It means you're mine. And when I come back, I'm g
"Yes, sir."
He kissed me hard. Then he was gone.

The mansion was quiet. Too quiet. A beautiful prison wrapped in marble floors, high glass windows, and go
His world. His rules. His absence.
I wandered barefoot through the long hallways, trailing my fingertips along the smooth, cold walls. Designe
But I wasn't free. Not really.
The guards outside weren't for me. They were for him. But still, I couldn't leave without permission.
His voice echoed in my head. "You're mine."
The silk collar still hugged my throat—a soft chain I didn't dare remove.
I slid my fingers between my thighs, desperate to chase the ache he'd left behind, but even now... his voic
"You don't cum unless I say so."
I yanked my hand away, frustrated tears stinging my eyes. I wanted his permission. His control. I wanted h
Hours passed. The sun sank. The house grew darker. Lonelier.
I sat on the edge of the bed, collar tight, craving him.
Would he come back tonight? Tomorrow? Would he leave me starving in this mansion for days just to prov
The worst part was—I would wait.
Because when he returned, I knew he'd break me all over again. And I craved that more than my next breath.